Hopelessly my mood began to trickle slowly
Through an hour glass
Everything familiar things began to disappear
Reality and fantasy became immersed into one
Life became deluded as I tried to balance my mood
Whilst I juggled those words I’d hope fall into verse
Persecution of the mind began
There was no time to ask for help
My mind spiralled out of control
I need to stay strong
Eventually I had enough faith
That someone would read between the lines
And see that I had written Help me!
Copyright 2014 June Bolland
